"This is a change that cannot be ignored, the golden world has just bloomed and has withered, the treacherous Zhongzhou battlefield has been seen by everyone, the powerful law is connected to the indescribable Sumeru channel, the catastrophe of the three ancient times is coming, this is no longer a matter of a certain sect, nor is it a matter of a certain domain, at that time, the immeasurable catastrophe came, maybe it is thousands of years or even ten thousand years, today to gather all the sects and fellow Daoists, is to discuss this matter, I Southern Regions Demon Dao, in this catastrophe, how to deal with yourself?"

Hanging Moon Peak, the main hall, Cang Junzi sat on a high seat, and his cloudy eyes slowly swept over the bodies of everyone present.

The Demon Sect Dao Bell rang twelve, and with the blessing of the Qi Luck Dao Rules, it resounded through the Demon Dao sects in the Southern Regions, even if it was a sect that had a long-standing grudge with the Demon Sect, such as the Demon Palace, the elders of the sect were also sent to come to discuss.

Hearing Cang Junzi's words, the old man of the Hell Demon Palace smiled coldly.

"Even if there is a powerful decree to come into the world, I will see the opening of the Sumeru passage, it will take a few days, why don't you follow the example of the demon clan and I, escape to the mountains, hide the traces through the ancient method, and wait for the calamity to disappear, and I will wait for the demon sects to be rampant in the world again.

Besides, in the eyes of everyone here who has changed in Zhongzhou, such as the old monster who has gone through three ancient tribulations and has not died, can do anything, should we go up and do something to add to it? Demon Sect Demon Sect, Cholera Heaven and Earth, isn't it our duty to do evil? Why bother to spend this life practicing for the so-called calamity, thousands of years of Taoism?

But there is a sentence to ask Cang Junzi to teach, this sect of the devil's way, this so-called Hanging Moon Demon Sect, the devil's way, the right way?"

At the end, there was a mocking look in the old man's eyes.

Cang Junzi just didn't speak, sitting upright on the high seat, his eyes lowered, as if he had already wandered into a thousand places.

When Su Musha heard this, he chuckled lightly and slowly stood up.

Today, Su Musha's prestige is far from what it used to be.

He has completely broken free from the identity of Tianjiao, but the giant of the Demon Gate, especially in the years of enlightenment, many elders have seen his vision of enlightenment in the void turbulence, and they know that the so-called Yuanying several layers, the early, middle and late stages are already a joke in the eyes of Su Musha.

Su Musha really comprehended the ancient method, and some people corroborated each other with the words in the ancient books of the sect, thinking that it was very similar to a period of cultivation in the primeval era, as if a similar wave was raised in the long river of time, and people did not dare to underestimate it.

Who dares to be sure that after the evil star enlightened overnight, he would have the ability to kill himself.

Seeing Su Musha's reaction, the old man from the Demon Valley was very kind.

"I don't know what Taiyuanzi Daoyou thinks about the matter of Zhongzhou?"

"You have all kinds of ideas in your hearts, and I don't want to change anything, but I know that if heaven and earth are safe, there is only the separation of good and evil, and my demon path is the real devil's way, and I can cholera heaven and earth, and do evil, but if heaven and earth do not exist, then the devil is safe?

Furthermore, how long do the Yuanying Daoists live? How long do the predecessors of the gods live? Whether it is 3,000 years of Yuanying or 9,000 years of turning into gods, please tell me that there can be a word and sentence in the ancient books of all sects, detailing the year of the overdose?

If it is thousands of years, it is needless to say, the poor road will return to the cave for retreat, if it is thousands of years, the poor road will start a battle between good and evil again, destroy one or two Taoist sects, take a large number of heavenly materials and earth treasures, and pile up to cultivate to the realm of transforming gods, but what if it is ten thousand years? What if it is tens of thousands of years?

The three ancient secrets, the poor road does not know much, it is probably some speculation, the road of eternal life is broken in front of your eyes, and it is related to the secret of the tribulation, the Sumeru passage is at the end of the clouds, just above the ancient Zhongzhou, if you don't have the opportunity to take a look, to find that glimmer of life between life and death, the poor road must be unwilling.

You, you've lived too long, you've been too afraid of death, so you have a question, Poor Dao also asked, what are the princes of Gon in this hall, what is the devil's way?"

......

Two or three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The clouds of the river are rising and the sun is sinking, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings.

More and more monks turned into rainbow light and rushed to the battlefield in Zhongzhou, staring worriedly at the Sumeru passage above the heavenly dome.

The black sky was dotted with gray mist, and all the previously hideous and treacherous humanoid creatures were hidden in the gray mist, no longer to appear.

Everyone was waiting, waiting for the expected moment to come.

Many old beings are constantly running around the mountains and rivers of the Four Domains, just to persuade more monks to join the battlefield.

This is not a matter of one sect and one domain, but a major event of the entire Great Realm!

It's a matter of life and death!

The palpitating volume of the powerful decree seemed to be completely fused with the Sumeru Passage, turning into the purest Dao rule, completely connecting the unknown place, the strange world.

The Sumeru passage is open!

On the battlefield in Zhongzhou, everyone held their breath and didn't dare to make the slightest move.

They just stared silently at the deep void in the passage of Sumeru.

In the era of the end of the law, whether it was Tianjiao or the old monster, all their understanding of the ancient catastrophe came from a fragmented ancient book, and no one knew what the tribulation was.

Heavenly thunder, earth fire, gangfeng, killing?

And the decayed existence that has gone through that catastrophe like Taiyi people, but all of them are silent, and like the old demon monkey, he has been lying quietly in the mysterious coffin from the ancient cold world, and the Tao of the ancient treasure is forcibly suppressing the last ray of vitality, even if there is anything to say, there is no ability to speak.

The Hanging Moon Demon Sect, the Hanging Moon Peak, and the monks of the Sect gather here.

Half of the 12 peaks came.

The purple moth did not show up, just because Su Musha was going to take a look at the battlefield.

Chu Han was still buried in the back mountain with five colors by Su Musha, and his life and death were unknown, and Su Musha did not dare to use Xuanlong Peak's thousands of years of luck to gamble on the so-called glimmer of life in the catastrophe.

The purple moth has not been in the Yuan Infant for many days, and she has not yet had her own hole cards, she is more suitable to live in the sect, in order to determine the luck of Xuanlong Peak for three thousand years.

Cang Junzi didn't come either.

To this day, he is still the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Hanging Moon Demon Sect.

The peaks are like this, and only half of the people who have reached each realm have reached.

There was silence in the main hall, everyone was silent, and the Zodiac sacrificed the hanging mirror, and performed the technique of mirroring and water, presenting everything that happened in the Zhongzhou battlefield in the mirror.

......

Suddenly, the wind rose.

In the passage of Sumeru, there is an illusory finger to the fragments of Zhongzhou!

When this giant finger covering the sky first appeared, it was only a faint phantom, but in an instant, there were countless heaven and earth Yuan Qi frantically converging towards the finger phantom, and when he blinked again, the finger was like a real body, which could not be seen through the void, and there were even muscles and bones on it, and there were fingerprints clearly visible.

Hmmm——!

Before Taiyi could speak, among the demons, a cyan coffin rose into the air!

The moment the coffin was vacated, it was opened, and there was an ancient demon sage sleeping in it, and there was a jade page and a golden book, which became a world of its own, sheltering the old man in it.

In the past, when this tribe returned to the border, Su Musha once saw it from afar.

Back then, I only thought it would be a giant of the demon clan, a big trouble in the cultivation world, but I didn't expect that the long years had passed, and the demon saint in the coffin had never come out.

This is a demon saint who has never been suppressed by the Dao of Heaven and Earth, he has not forgotten the path of immortality, maintaining the strength of the past, and is a living power!

In the middle of the air, the demon saint hung high, his eyes trembled, his shriveled body gradually filled, and the sound of qi and blood surging roared like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, and the jade pages and golden books were even more shining.

Qi refining, foundation building, knotting, primordial infant, and transforming gods......

The aura of the demon saint continued to surge wildly, gradually rushing into a level that everyone could not describe, infinitely close to power.

The finger that had been ordered down was lightly tapped.

It's just a moment, in an instant, so that Su Musha and the others thought it was an illusion.

Bang!

The jade pages and golden books turned into gold and jade powder, and dispersed like sand, and blood rained down on the sky.

The longevity coffin of Wangu Town is broken!